Sachertorte

This recipe is from Green & Black’s cookbook. It has become a regular to make for mama’s birthday as it is her favourite, as well as for other occasions as it is snazzy and yummy. Recently made it for my sister’s 20th – and had to put unicorns on it, of course. It is flourless, … More Sachertorte

Happy Birthday Beagle!

Happy Birthday Snoopy the Beagle! It is her favourite time of the year – stealing Christmas cake (that has only happened once), stealing turkey bones (ok, that happened twice in half a week) and getting her own slice of Victoria sponge! 9 years old, who’d have thought miss trouble would survive us that long?!

Mince Pies

So, I’ve made 2 1/2 giant jars of mincemeat… so that will keep me baking mince pies all December! Mince pies are one of those classic Christmas traditions. Our mince pies have medieval origins, most likely from the crusades where meat and spices were brought back from abroad. The reason mincemeat is called meat is because … More Mince Pies

Mincemeat

I’ve been making mincemeat this week. I first made my own mincemeat last winter after being told off by my mum for spending so much money on tiny jars of mincemeat. Once I made it and realised how easy it was, I felt a little guilty for buying jars of the stuff! It is a … More Mincemeat

Yorkshire Parkin 2017

Parkin was primarily the Northern English for gingerbread. Different Parkin is characterised by what region it is made in. One of the most famous (and delicious) is Yorkshire Parkin – made in Yorkshire. Yorkshire Parkin is traditionally made with oats which give it an unusually chewy texture. It is ritually eaten on Bonfire Night, 5th … More Yorkshire Parkin 2017

Christmas Pudding

I promise I will not mention Christmas until December. I have a horror of Christmas signs popping up everywhere in August. But it is the traditional weekend, Bonfire Night, to prepare the Christmas pudding and cake. Now, I must admit, I am unorganised. Hmm not at all surprising some will say, and to quote Miranda, … More Christmas Pudding